i walked into the kitchen at work today and quietly started to prepare my lunch. there were others around doing much the same and we shared the kind of comfort that lets silence be silence which is nice and industrious but in a good way. like bees.
in the midst of this dance i tried and failed to lightly knock a cupboard door closed. i lightly tried again. i tried a third time less lightly and by the fourth more forceful attempt my small group of kitchen compatriots and i broke the silence with a gush of honest laughter.
i thought about the power of our actions to convey funny. funny as an expression, funny as an action, funny as a shared understanding of the humour in every day life.
charley harper one time wrote 'i laugh to keep from screaming' which sounds scary but i think he meant that laughter is the thing that connects and heals and helps us through the weight of life. it cracks us up. it shows us our humanity. it reminds us that everyone has days that take four times to close the cupboard door.